One
One?
One???
All this time I’ve been playing like time is as slow as the mundanity of repetition.
Treating days, weeks, like the spares are like chairs stacked high in a school hall, sitting, waiting, wishing,
One…
One year ago I said it.
I said my life was changed and would never be the same but here I am. Here I am one year later thinking, seeking inspiration. Seeking that which you gave me one year ago.
The picture you paint so vividly through but a sound.
The sense of love shown through but a twist of your cheeky cheek.
One…
One thing is all that you ever need, and so there you are. One.
One and the happiest I could imagine. You make me the happiest one.
Happy birthday
